In the middle of the brightly lit room, a lady in her late 30's was sitting with a boy's head on her lap. It had been 10 minutes since she came to wake him up, but the auburn head was too into his sleep. She had given him a few more minutes, while she looked around at the room, that had small doodles or painting on one wall, while the rest three were covered in pastel blue color, the closet pastel pink, and a small play tent in one of the corners. A few toys and plushies were lying here and there, and the ceiling had star and moon stickers, which glowed in the dark. Overall, the room was quite peaceful, pretty, and a bit childish.

When the alarm rang again, the lady sighed and looked at the boy on her lap, not wanting to disturb his sleep, as he looked so at peace to be woken up, but she had to,

"Kookie~~ Baba, wake up. It's the first day of high school! Wake up, love~"

"Nuu~ I dwont wanna wate up!" - the boy spoke, all the while snuggling more in his mother's lap.

"Oh my baby, don't you wanna go to your new school? Hmm? Doesn't my baby wanna make friends?"

With shining doe eyes, the boy sat up immediately and looked at his mother,

"I wanna! Wanna mawke friends!", he exclaimed.

"Sure, you will. Now let me help you get ready, okay? Then we'll go?"

The boy then made grabby hands mentioning his mother to hug him, and once she did, she brushed his hair, and kissed his forehead, before they both stood up, Jungkook went hopping to the washroom, while his mother looked at his disappearing figure smiling, and walked to the closet to get his clothes. He took a bath and she helped him to get ready. After having breakfast, Jungkook hopped again, while going to the car, while his mother followed behind. She smiled ear to ear seeing him so excited.

The boy, with prominent huge doe eyes, small bunny nose, and bunny teeth, resembled the said animal quite a lot. Adding to it all, his expressions, the way his nose crinkled as he spoke, the way his eyes smiled before his lips did, added to his cuteness. A person couldn't help but try and squish the chubby cheeks, but a person who saw the boy from distance. Why? Jungkook was a little. He had been in little space since he was 8 years old, presently being 16, everyone imagined him to be cute but 'normal', and the latter condition didn't apply to him, well not always. He rarely came out of little space, mostly when he was forced, or the situation was serious or too heartbreaking. His real comfort lay in being in his little space, around people whom he loved, more like who loved him.

The boy was dressed in a mustard t-shirt which was slightly loose, and navy blue joggers, with timberlands on his feet. His brown hair was fluffy and lying freely on his head. He had one hand holding the strap of his pastel-colored bag and the other holding his mother's hand. Upon reaching the school, which was pretty huge, Jungkook and his mother entered and walked towards the principal's room after asking one of the teachers for directions. The principal was a sweet lady. Jungkook began to play with the showpiece kept there while his mother talked.

"How can I help you, Mrs. Jeon?"- Said the grey-haired lady with a soft smile on her face.

"Actually, Jungkook is not like other kids, he's suffering from a syndrome called little space. And I'm afraid, he's too innocent. So can you please keep him under guidance, and make someone take care of him in everything he does?"

After a while of thinking, the principal spoke,

"Well Ma'am, don't you worry! We'll take care of him. I'll tell the teachers to look into his daily schedules, and I make sure there will be no harm to the boy at any cost."

Mrs. Jeon smiled at her which the principal returned.

"Hey baby~ "- She spoke engaging her son.

Jungkook looked up with his dilated doe pupils, and smiled at his mother, showing his bunny teeth. Meanwhile, the principal had to control herself from UwU'ng out loud.

"Baby, Mumma has to go now. See her, she's the principal and she'll take you to meet the teachers."

"Will kwoo mawke frwiends twoo?"

The principal this time stood up and bent beside him, squeezing his chubby cheeks lightly.

"We'll make a lot of friends! Come on! Let Mumma go and I'll take you to the others, hmm?"

Jungkook jumped and stood up, smiling and waving his handoff to his mother, who smiled at him and gave him a last hug, kissing his forehead, she went out after bowing to the principal and as soon as she reached the car, she broke into tears. This was the first time, the boy would be away from her. He had been homeschooled and she knew people won't talk to him much and maybe make fun of him, but she knew she couldn't keep him away from the world forever, so this was his chance to try and understand how the world is. She looked back at the school, wiping her tears, she went back home, wishing her son would be alright.

You can't complain, mothers love their kids. Mine does too. And yours too. Infact, all of ours.

Meanwhile, the principal took Jungkook on a tour of the school and then went with him to his class. The boy was enjoying himself while having a lollipop, his lips adorned with a pout.

He looked out of the window, to see 5 people sitting under a tree, all of them looked elder than him but they were laughing and sitting in a group. He smiled at them, hoping he and his would-be friends would do the same. He looked back when he felt a tap on his shoulder, seeing the teachers smiling at him, which he returned.

TEACHER- Come on, boy, let me take you to the class.

He nodded, waved again, this time towards the principal who looked at him till he entered the classroom, and then she turned back and looked down through the same window seeing the same group of people. She sighed and went to her room hoping the boy would be fine because he was different and he was special.

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Jungkook couldn't make any friends till now, since no one talked to him. He was sure that he had tried to talk to them, but maybe they were too busy. He was walking huffingly down the corridor behind a teacher who was leading him to the ground, where he could play. Of course, he had asked her, because he was tired of sitting in the class. And the principal too had told all the teachers to let the boy do what he wants.

Okay. So he was right now in the park, the teacher had gone back saying she would return, she had gotten her husband's call and Jungkook couldn't know of course.

He walked around, and sat on one of the swings, lolling his feet back and forth, when he heard laughs. He looked up, and around, and his eyes got stuck at the 6 people who were sitting under a big tree. He immediately recognized them and smiled. They were there when he looked down from his class's window.

He stood up, and then hopped his way towards them, peeking from behind the tree and muttering a small hello. None of them noticed his presence, so he mustered up all the courage that he could,

JUNGKOOK- Hewllooo!

The boys this time stopped and looked at him, while he felt scared, why? Because their gazes had changed to scary, not like before.

???- Who are you, little boy?

The one with spectacles asked, andJungkook would bet anything, the boy's tone wasn't anything like those of teachers or his mother. He felt more scared.

JUNGKOOK- K-kwookie. Me Nwame.

The boys looked at him as if he was crazy, but Jungkook didn't understand. He looked at them with his big doe eyes.

???- Why are you here? -Asked the one who was lying on the ground with his bag under his head. He was looking straight at Kook.

JUNGKOOK- U-uh, will ywou be Kwookie's frwiends?

He asked, fidgeting with his fingers, and looking at all of their faces when his gaze stopped at the boy, who had blonde hair and the boy seemed to be angry. Was it because of him?

???- Sorry boy, but we don't wanna be your so-called friends. So go away from here! -The same Jungkook was looking at snapped back him which made him shiver a bit, and he was sure, his whole body visibly shook.

JUNGKOOK- Showwy.

He said, and without looking at them, he walked back, kicking stones slowly, and making his way to the swing where he was sitting till now. But before he could sit down, he heard someone call him. Looking back, he saw the teacher, who was walking towards him smiling. He smiled too at her, forgetting what happened a moment ago.

TEACHER- Come on, Jungkook! It's lunch time! Aren't you hungry?

He nodded fastly, and jumped off the swing, and the teacher began to walk again, as he was holding her hand. He looked back feeling someone looking at him. And surely, the same boy were looking at his figure. It scared him, and so, he looked down, and walked a bit faster.

JUNGKOOK- *thought* Thwey dwon't wanna bwe ywour frwiends, Kwookie.